I think you liked me better on the verge of an overdose
It's getting hard to breathe beneath these sheets
Track marks lead to home, but I'm okay
But I'm okay
Last one for the night
Begging for some sleep
This routine will be the death of me
Casket's made of sheets
Six feet deep buried with regret
There's no such thing as one last cigarette
I'm hiding my reflection from myself and I'm upset
I've been living the same day
The past four years I hate the way
I etch my past into my skin, into my flesh
Me, myself and I
Push and turn my will
To live again, to live again, to live again
Me, myself and I
Push and turn my will
To live again, to live again, to live again
Guess I gotta go
The coffee's getting cold
I hear you yelling in the background
Too many drinks is getting old
Should I have gone home
On such a happy Halloween
No bag of treats to quell this wickedness
That's grown deep inside of me
I need a ride though
And I admit you helped me see
This selfish life I used to lead
Because you're just like me
Me, myself and I
Push and turn my will
To live again, to live again, to live again
Me, myself and I
Push and turn my will
To live again, to live again, to live again
I guess I liked me better
On the verge of an overdose